"Fan Wei, please drink less, you don't have a good drinking capacity."
Seeing that Fan Wei was forced to drink again, Yang Li couldn't help but bite the bullet and snatch Fan Wei's wine bowl, and said to the sons of the old patriarch. , "Mr.
Fan is too drunk, let me drink with you instead of him."
Before Fan Wei could react, Yang Li had already downed a bowl of wine.
Fan Wei was just a little drunk at this time, but he was not drunk yet.
Of course, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed and said, "Yang Li, your ability to drink is not much better.
You will get drunk so quickly."
"It's okay.
I can drink a bowl for you.
It's better for me to be drunk than for you to be drunk."
What Yang Li said is indeed good.
In this unfamiliar place, it is true that women drink It's better to be drunk than to be drunk as a man.
What to do if something happens?
Although the old patriarch and these tribesmen seem friendly and harmless, they must be on guard against others.
If something happens, they can't get drunk and let others slaughter them.
Seeing what Yang Li said, Fan Wei could only let her start drinking instead of him.
As soon as Yang Li started drinking, the sons of the old patriarch were a little hesitant to toast.
After all, she is a woman.
How can a man have to treat a woman?
Gradually, the atmosphere at the wine table became lighter.
The sons of the old patriarch were all eating their food and were reluctant to take the initiative to toast.
Fan Wei couldn't help but secretly give Yang Li a thumbs up, praising her for her high level of skills.
Three strikes, five and two divided by two were enough to resolve the fair-weather attack, allowing him to stay awake.
It's not that Fan Wei likes the feeling of being sober when everyone else is drunk, it's actually that he doesn't like the physical discomfort the next day after being drunk.
At this time, he began to desire to learn truly powerful internal skills.
I heard that martial arts masters who practiced internal skills could often use their internal strength to force alcohol out of the body, so that they could drink the alcohol without anyone noticing.
Once it evaporates, no matter how much you drink, as long as you want to control it, you can stay sober.
"The dishes are here."
Just as Fan Wei secretly took a breath, Adoma, wearing a scarf and her face flushed with heat, walked out of the side door of the kitchen.
She saw that she came with two vegetarian dishes in her hand.
After the table was arranged neatly, he sat down next to his sister without any courtesy.
When sitting on the stool, Adoma didn't forget to secretly glance at Fan Wei, who was sitting across the table, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with him.
The old patriarch was a little happy after drinking today.
He turned to Adoma and said, "Adoma, you are my youngest daughter.
When a distinguished guest comes to the house, you naturally want to propose a drink.
Of course, girls are reserved.
The most important thing is not to drink too much wine.
So, just drink half a bowl of rice wine to honor Mr.
Fan.
You have to drink the bowl of wine yourself."
Fan Wei was originally embarrassed when he saw Adoma, but now the old patriarch actually asked her to toast him with wine.
In desperation, he had no choice but to fill up the wine and stood up and said to Adoma, "Miss Adoma." , there seems to be a little misunderstanding between us, but it doesn’t matter, I hope this bowl of wine can wipe out these misunderstandings, do you think it will work?”
At this time, Adoma also stood up and clinked the wine bowl with Fan Wei.
She blinked her big, clear eyes and thought for a while before saying, "Mr.
Fan, I just want to ask you, can you really cure the disease?"
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Are you okay with this strange disease among the children of our clan?
If you are really sure, then this bowl of wine must be dedicated to you."
Faced with Adoma's question, Fan Wei could only smile and nod vigorously, "I said, as long as we can find the source of the children's illness, we will be able to completely cure the poisoning of all the children of the Ainu tribe."
"Okay, if that's the case, then you are my most respected guest, Adoma.
I'll do it first."
After receiving Fan Wei's affirmative reply, Adoma raised his head and drank the whole bowl of rice wine in one go.
After drinking it, he didn't even frown, but a faint blush appeared on his beautiful face like a mixed race.
Seeing how straightforward Adoma was doing, Fan Wei started to feel a little embarrassed.
Originally, according to what the old patriarch said, Adoma drank half a bowl of wine while he drank a bowl of rice wine.
This happened to be in line with the principle that men should be humble to women.
But now that Adoma has finished the whole bowl, doesn't it mean that Fan Wei has to drink two bowls of rice wine to satisfy his drinking capacity?
If he drinks two more bowls, he may really get drunk.
While he was hesitating, the brothers next to Adoma began to refuse to do it and asked Fan Wei to drink two bowls in a row.
The reason is very simple, that is, when they were drinking with Yang Li just now, Yang Li drank one bowl and they drank two bowls.
If Fan Wei didn't drink two bowls this time, would he still be considered a man?
In desperation, Fan Wei drank a bowl of rice wine first.
At this time, he glanced at Yang Li, but saw Yang Li, whose face was already blushing, shrugging helplessly, indicating that she had no way to help him.
Fan Wei gritted his teeth and said cruelly to Adoma, who was still standing opposite, "Okay, I'll have another bowl, Miss Adoma, I'm done."
"Okay" followed by the cheering Adoma brothers applauded and shouted, watching Fan Wei bravely pour the second bowl of rice wine into his stomach.
At this time, Aima next to her seemed to think of something.
She quietly pulled Adoma, who was about to pour wine into her bowl, and smiled softly, "Adoma, what do you think of this Mr.
Fan?"
"What do you think of his drinking capacity?"
Adoma seemed to stick out his little tongue naughtily, and said with a bad smile, "Sister, if you want to talk about curing diseases and saving people, this foreigner Mr.
Fan must be better than me, but When it comes to drinking, just look at how drunk he is now.
I dare say that none of the three of them are my match, not to mention that I have just started drinking.
My father said that Mr.
Fan is our distinguished guest, so You have to pour him into it.”
Aima glared at her younger sister with a speechless expression, pinched her lightly and said, "Who told you to pour Mr.
Fan down?
Father only let you drink half a bowl of wine, but you did it yourself."
Started to play it too long.
Have you forgotten the last time you went on a blind date?
Then your future partner was tricked into lying down, and he was so scared that he ran away after waking up the next day.
As a girl, she doesn’t even have any reserve.
Who dares to marry her in the future?
You are my wife” "It's okay not to marry such a useless man.
The man I, Adoma, want is not a timid man.
If he doesn't like me, I won't marry him.
Anyway, I have my sister by my side.
The worst I can do is live with my sister for the rest of my life."
Adoma looked indifferent , glanced at Aima and then said with a sweet smile, "Sister, don't you always tell me that the outside world is wonderful?
I have always wanted to find a man outside, and wanted him to take me out to see the world, so...
I don’t want to think about the men in the clan”: